One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

At this moment, even if Sun Wukong has officially joined the learning team, there is still one very important thing to solve before setting off, and that is the golden hoop on his head.

"Monkey, can you help me find Guanyin Bodhisattva in the South China Sea?" Zhang Yang explained after asking, "The golden hoop on my head was originally for you, but I couldn't take it off anymore. I still need to untie the bell. The ringer, I have to ask her to take it off for me."

"This golden hoop is for me? What is it for?" Monkey King asked.

"Of course this is for you to be handsome. The gold is full of weight, and it just matches the prestige of your Qitian Great Sage, isn't it?"

Zhang Yang didn't say it was used to make the monkey headache unless the circuit in his mind burned. After he finished speaking, he found that Monkey King was staring at him, staring straight at him.

"There are words on this." Monkey King grabbed Zhang Yang's head with both hands, and carefully read the words engraved on the golden hoop: "This is the golden hoop, but it can become smaller with the spell, making the wearer's brain shattered and painful. , Because the power is too great, so the wearer can only be the stone monkey Sun Wukong."

After hearing this, Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly: "If I know who engraved this character, I will maimed him."

Monkey King asked: "How to pronounce the spell?"

Zhang Yang replied: "His eldest uncle and his second uncle are both his uncles."

Then Sun Wukong read it backwards in his mouth: "Uncle he is the second uncle and the older uncle, eh? No response, are you lying to me?"

Zhang Yang shrugged: "I'm not stupid. You can't hurt me if you give you a spell."

Sun Wukong waved his hand and walked away: "Then try it yourself. If you recite it right away, it's a tight band curse, but if you recite it, it's loose band curse."

So simple? With the mentality of giving it a try, Zhang Yang recited the Curse backwards in a rigorous and orderly manner. As expected, the golden hoop on his head became loose. He shook his head twice and the golden hoop fell to the ground.

At this moment, Monkey King suddenly turned around and quickly put the golden hoop on Zhang Yang's head again, then stared into his eyes and snapped his fingers.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yang yelled at Monkey King, and then hurryed to recite the spell by himself, but something that scared him had happened. It was obvious that the spell was on his lips, it just couldn't be said, as if something was stuck in his mouth.

"It's just a closed-mouth curse, so you can't take off the golden hoop by yourself." Sun Wukong smiled smirkly: "Also I have heard what you said just now, so I have to listen to me in the future, understand? ?"

"You smelly monkey, do you think I will believe your nonsense?" Zhang Yang was obviously lacking in confidence, but he still bravely said: "If you have the ability, you can read it out. I'm scared by publicity."

As a result, Monkey King really read a few words, Zhang Yang's head began to "buzz", he heard a crisp "cack" above his head, and he fainted on the ground.

When he woke up, he found himself being carried by Monkey King on his shoulders, and he said dizzyly: "Brother Monkey, I was wrong. I will listen to you from now on, don't read it."

Sun Wukong ignored him, and always walked fast, wanting to get to Xitian early. After walking like this for a day, the two of them came to the precipitous Shepan Mountain. There was an eagle-sorrowful stream in the mountain. On the bank of this mountain stream, stood a handsome man in white clothes. Seeing that he had been staring at him, the expression on his face was not very friendly, so he simply threw Zhang Yang to the ground, and then took out the golden hoop from his ear.

Seeing Monkey King's posture, the third prince scolded with a look of contempt, "Muraman Yamano knows about fighting. From five hundred years ago to the present, he still doesn't have a long memory."

When Sun Wukong heard his tone as if he knew himself, he put down his stick and asked: "Do you recognize my grandson? Why are you blocking my way if you recognize him?"

At this time, Zhang Yang wiped the blood oozing from his head, stopped Monkey King, then pointed to the third prince and said, "Brother Monkey, don’t be angry. This should be the third prince of the Dragon King of Xihai. He is here to serve as a mount for me. Everyone It’s my own."

The third prince looked at Zhang Yang, wearing a robe with a monk hat, and holding a meditation stick in his hand. He should be what Guanyin Bodhisattva said to learn from the scriptures.

After that, he walked forward with a smile on his face and held hands with Zhang Yang. When he got close to him, he quickly grabbed his hand, and then violently pulled to his side, and then conjured a sword from the other hand. Stabbed to Zhang Yang's heart.

Zhang Yang, who hadn't reacted yet, saw a stick stick out from under his armpit, hitting the third prince's stomach, and flying him directly into the stream of water. Monkey King quickly stepped forward to support the staggering publicity, and said to him: "Let you recognize people randomly, you deserve it."

At this time, a white dragon flew out of the eagle sorrow and roared deafeningly, and then attacked Monkey King with his teeth and claws. He opened his mouth wide, as if he was about to eat the monkey.

Sun Wukong is not a good horn. He waved the golden cudgel in his hand and turned it into a size as thick as a white dragon. He hit the white dragon with a heavy blow. He beat the white dragon half to death and fell aside. On the stone beach.

Monkey King carried the stick and walked slowly in front of Bai Long, then glared at Bai Long’s lower eyelid, moved his body close to his pupils, and asked, "Say, who instructed you to do this? Don’t say my grandson treated you. Smashed into meat."

The white dragon's seven orifices were bleeding, and the internal organs had been broken. There was no strength to speak, but when he saw Monkey King standing in front of him, he still laughed out with all his strength: "Hahaha, died in the hands of the Great Sage Qitian Come on, I can count on face, you do it, I won't talk nonsense with you."

After listening, Sun Wukong nodded, raised the stick and said, "Well, my grandson will do you well, no thanks."

The moment he swung the club down, a knife appeared from nowhere, blocking the blow of the golden cudgel. Monkey King was wondering what it was, and he heard a public voice from behind: "Why are you monkey so hostile? I said he is a member of the learning team, why don't you listen?"

Monkey King turned his head and saw that Zhang Yang was full of white smoke, and the knife flew back to him. It seemed that this bald man was doing the blame. He asked very uncomfortably, "Didn't you see that he was going to kill you? Also learn from the team, my grandson can take you to Xitian alone, and I don't need so many people."

Just as Zhang Yang wanted to explain, he heard Bai Long staring at him fiercely, cursing: "You don't need to speak for me, you guy with a human face and a beasthearted heart. I will only feel sick. Every time he says, I'm just here waiting to ask. Kill you! A scum like you is not worthy to live in the world!"

This statement was inexplicable and inexplicable. It seemed that the third prince had some misunderstanding about himself. He waved his hand hurriedly and then made a "stop" motion, and asked: "Stop it first, what hatred or grievance do I have with you? You say first Clear."..